“Look at it!!!” I revealed a tiny ball and placed it in front of him, “Because of you!!! And you!!! They laughed at me!!! Two girls!”

“Yes… spring apple looks like this indeed…”

“Right… I’ve never seen this…”

“Boss, can I eat it?”

“Stop!!!” I declared, “Now am I the boss, right, Wilder?”

“I’m a man of my words since you have the apple, you are the boss then.”

“There you go.” I smiled, “Well, to keep you guys away from starving, me and grandpa had an agreement.”

“Boss, what is it??”

“I have asked for you guys to help out in the garden,” I said, “Don’t cry, you’ll live with him, and you’ll all be well fed.”

“Noooooooo! Boss no…”

“Can’t, I’m your boss, you’ll listen to me! I said go!”

“Damn, those girls are mean.”

“Stop talking, I think boss is better.”

Wilder said nothing, he fainted.

Since then, Wilder and the other three boys settled at grandpa’s home. Grandpa could be harsh sometimes, but he cared about them. Meanwhile, he taught them martial and magic skills. Wilder and Moya were strong, so they took martial arts as their primary skills. Marfa and Jack were not as good, but they were pretty good on spells and archery.

I visited them every day. And I watched when they practiced. Though I can’t do anything, I’ve learned from watching. As for Flynn and Carey, they liked to practice on us with attacking magic, then healing spells afterward.

God knew if they deliberately planned to do that.

When they were on break, I taught them what I learned from the books. Or had a day out to play. During those days, every mountain, every river around Darkmoon city saw our joyful faces

Time went by, I spent my days happily and was ready to welcome my 12th birthday.